Ye Qing had already lowered the Mu family's status in his heart, but today he realized that his knowledge was still shallow:
"Auntie, this is a big fish. Please send him back and leave him under Peng Fei's care."
Song Youqing nodded and quickly came to Ma Miao's side. Suddenly, a palm knife struck the back of his head. Ma Miao fainted and fell to the ground.
Ye Qing rolled his eyes.
Song Youqing rolled her eyes at him and said coquettishly: "If something happens to me, you don't dare to go back to Kyoto. Do you think that if something happens to you, I dare to go back?"
Without saying a word, Ye Qing took off Ma Miao's shabby military uniform, took off his own body armor and assault suit, then put the body armor inside, and reluctantly put on the dirty old military uniform...
Song Youqing looked him up and down, and suddenly smiled: "Pretend to be a god, pretend to be a ghost, pretend to be a ghost, put on a shabby military uniform, and you will be a living bandit."
Her smile was like a snow lotus blooming on an iceberg, making the world lose its color.
Ye Qing's heart was beating wildly when he saw it, and he kept muttering silently: "This is my aunt, this is my aunt, you must be careful..."
Although his voice was low, Song Youqing heard it clearly, and there was sadness and annoyance in her heart, and she said coquettishly: "What nonsense are you talking about? Why don't you hurry up and take action."
"I'll go up, you help me watch the wind..." Ye Qing imitated Ma Miao's walking style, hunched over and tiptoed, quietly touched the bottom of the cliff, grabbed the rope and used his hands and feet together, like a flexible ape Climb up the rock.
After climbing a few meters, you can see the cave. From time to time there is a head above, looking down from the cave.
Ye Qing lowered his head and covered half of his face with the collar of his ragged military uniform.
"Ma Miao, did you find anything?"
"I found a ball, and a group of soldiers piled up the jadeite stones together, with no intention of taking advantage of the rain to stop."
His voice became hoarse and sharp, amidst the howling mountain wind, it was even five points similar to Ma Miao's voice...
The man in the cave retracted his head.
Ye Qing felt the rope under him tighten suddenly. When he lowered his head, he saw that Song Youqing was climbing up using both hands and feet.
Song Youqing saw Ye Qing glaring at her and twitching his pointed chin... Then she heard someone shouting from above: "The password."
"A natural fairy cave with infinite scenery on a dangerous peak!"
"That's not it!" The enemy in the cave suddenly poked his head out, only to see a bright sword flash past, and his head flew away in the air.
Ye Qing didn't wait for the blood to spray and dragged him down from the hole.
Song Youqing got under Ye Qing's body to avoid the flying blood, raised her pretty face and asked with a sneer: "What were you reading just now?"
"What a poem!"
Song Youqing's nose wrinkled, and her arms suddenly hugged his neck. The two of them were like conjoined twins, floating in the air.
Another head popped out of the cave and called out suspiciously: "Ma San has gone there."
Ye Qing imitated Ma Miao's accent: "It fell."
"Fall, fall..." Before he could finish his words, a paratrooper's knife was already stuck in his throat...
Song Youqing smiled proudly at Ye Qing. She used her hands and feet together, like a beautiful snake climbing over Ye Qing's body. She stretched out her hand to retract the paratrooper knife, climbed up to the entrance of the hole, and grabbed Ye Qing's wrist. Ye Qing used the strength to rush up. .
The two of them lay side by side at the narrow entrance of the cave, hearing the sound of meat and wine coming from inside.
And there are twists and turns in the cave, and no one knows how deep it is. But hiding twenty or thirty boxes of high explosives is absolutely fine.
Song Youqing turned her head, looked at Ye Qing's side face, and exhaled softly: "Mu Jiajun carefully selected a burial place for us with beautiful scenery and clear water."
"Ahem!" Ye Qing laughed awkwardly: "Feng shui is good."
Song Youqing smiled faintly and said: "Xiao Liu, if you fail today, will you regret being buried with me?"
Ye Qing smiled and said: "Auntie, how can a master like me, who wears a bulletproof vest when fighting, die..."
"I'm talking about what if..."
"Who is if? I don't know if!"
"You are pretending to be stupid with me!" Song Youqing rolled her eyes at him:
“Only now do I understand that the mission of Longya in Northern Myanmar is a hundred times more complicated than that of Longya in Africa. Not only do we have to fight drug lords, we also have to fight our own people.
If you are not careful, your allies will stab you in both sides, and you will die without knowing how. "
Ye Qing curled his lips.
"This is also the reason why you rejected Du Yu and me from the bottom of your heart." Song Youqing smiled sweetly:
"Stay away from all allies of the Mu family in Yun Province, and don't give Mu Jiajun a chance to detect your next move, so as to take the initiative in this game."
Ye Qing nodded: "It is said that only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you be victorious in every battle.
I was young and he was very unfamiliar with me, so he had no way of guessing what I wanted to do next. "
"However, he has already judged from your actions against the Meidang Nickel Mine that you are the new Long Ya in northern Myanmar."
Ye Qing glanced at her helplessly: "Originally he was just suspicious, but after you and Du Yu appeared, the suspicion turned into confirmation.
When it came time to endanger the foundation of the Mu family, the Ye family's intimidation of him was reduced to the minimum, and the danger increased tenfold. "
"The purpose of 101 is to cut off the Mu family's most powerful ally in Kyoto." Song Youqing said sternly: "The Song family's support also gave all the colleagues of General Mu the direction of the wind, which will help you solve a lot of troubles. "
"This is a blessing in disguise, but a blessing in disguise is not a blessing. A blessing in disguise is a blessing, but a blessing in disguise is not a blessing."
"If it weren't for this task, I might have been engaged to Mu Jiajun." Song Youqing's tone was full of emotion, but her beautiful eyes stared into his eyes without blinking.
"Old General Song is not so confused." Ye Qing smiled: "Even if I want to find a son-in-law for my aunt, Mu Jiajun is not qualified. How can a tiger girl be worthy of a dog-in-law?"
"Xiao Liu still understands me." Song Youqing suddenly put her arms around his neck and whispered in his ear: "Follow me, don't fall behind..."
Song Youqing listened attentively, then used her hands and feet to crawl forward, her twisting body like a snake.
Ye Qing quickly followed.
At the corner of the cave, sheltered from the wind, several men in ragged military uniforms were drinking happily.
One of them drank a bowl of wine and listened attentively: "Why, Ma Miao hasn't come up yet, Ma San has gone to his place."
"Perhaps we are hiding in a corner and shivering?" Another man said with a strange smile: "After all, for this mission, we can only evacuate on time when we are sure that the Lashio Army will come up. But when the explosives go off, the mountains and the ground crack, and we are afraid that they will be buried together. "
Another man in a ragged military uniform said angrily: "If they were not Miss Ma Er's cronies, I would have killed them long ago. They are timid and cowardly, and their lives are a waste of food."
Song Youqing lay on the ground and stretched out three fingers to Ye Qing behind him.
Ye Qing patted her gently on the back to show that he received it. He quickly stood up and walked in quickly.
It was dark in the cave, and he was wearing Ma Miao's tattered military uniform, his head lowered, and his speed was extremely fast.
By the time the three people reacted, he was already there.
"Ma Miao, you're here, where's Ma San?"
"At the back!" Ye Qing pointed at Song Youqing behind him, and then, with lightning speed, he drew his sword...
The Xiuchun knife cuts off the head.
Two paratrooper knives also stabbed at the throats of two decisive soldiers.
